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Although mercenaries say that they are quite strong, because of resources and identity, they will not have much confidence when facing nobles.

Of course, mercenaries are at least much stronger than civilians and businessmen. After all, if they are strong enough, they can ignore many identity restrictions.

It is only when the status of the nobles is high enough that even if the mercenaries are very powerful, they must have enough 'respect' for the nobles. And counts, marquises and other great figures, even if the president of the mercenary union came, they had to salute well.

Beta just nodded to them.

As a mercenary, this style is extremely arrogant. Not to mention Billy, even Claire felt that the mercenary was too arrogant.

With the favor of the hostess, everything is empty?

Billy looked up and down Beta for a while, and said, "Ms. Monica, although this advice may be harsh, I still want to talk to you."

Billy's look at Beta was extremely unfriendly. In the next words, all four were present and knew what it would be!

Monica waved her hand and said, "You don't need to say anything, I know what you want to say. His words represent what I mean. If you don't like it, you can just listen.

Beta chuckled.

Billy was pale with Monica's face, and she blew air. He has been an earl for more than two decades, and no one has ever spoken in this way before him. Even if he is a member of the royal family, he will observe the necessary etiquette in the face of him. This is a hidden rule.

But now, he was first hit by a mercenary and then ‘faced’ by a archbishop.

The name of the archbishop sounds very powerful, but its influence only affects believers, and in the aristocratic class, the status of the archbishop is equivalent to that of a baron.

Being polite with you is for giving you face, and not being polite with you should be.

"Since Ms. Celia is so, I have nothing to say." Billy was calm and turned his head to Claire. "Will the marquis leave us together?"

"Sorry, Count Billy, I still have something to talk to Monica."

Claire, though, felt the mercy in front of him was a bit ridiculous. But he is not stupid. On the one hand, he wants to kill himself in the secret, and to destroy his family. On the other hand, he is the archbishop who saved himself. Although the people around her are annoying, a little aristocracy has self-esteem, energy and life compared to?

Billy also guessed this answer. He shrugged and said to Beta: "Some people think they are great, but in fact, if there is no backing, nothing will happen, and even walking on the road may be sap."

Beta smiled and ignored him.

Billy couldn't get the expression he wanted from the other person, and turned to leave.

Compared with Beta's lighthearted expression, Claire's expression suddenly became difficult to read: "He said this to me."

Monica also nodded and said, "Also told me."

Now that Beta is a mercenary, even if Billy is revived, as a nobleman, there is no need to threaten a small mercenary himself.

Then the object of his speech is very simple and clear.

Monica said to Claire, "Marquis, sit in the church."

When she spoke, she softened a lot.

Clayton was flattered at all: "Okay ... okay."

Can't help but look.

Beta told Monica: "Then I'll go for a walk."

"Be careful yourself."

Beta nodded and turned away from the church.

Monica stood at the entrance of the church, and watched Beta's figure disappear into the distance of the street before she looked back.

Claire kept looking at her face, and when she saw that she was refreshed, she asked with a little worry: "Madam, you seem to care about this mercenary. Who is he?"

"Creditor!" Monica said softly, "I owe him a life."

Claire immediately understood that the mercenary was Ms. Celia's benefactor, no wonder.

In fact, this is what Monica did not say clearly, and Claire was wrong. Monica's meaning is very simple. Literally, Beta didn't kill her, which is equivalent to owing her life.

What Claire heard was that the mercenary saved Monica once, or lost the life of a very important person, such as a lover or something.

I feel like I have figured out Claire, and I think the world is too beautiful. He resisted the excitement in his heart and followed Monica into the church.

How beautiful a beautiful woman who knows how to be grateful is too clear in this world. Such a woman is not only very suitable as an ally, but also quite suitable as a wife.

When Billy returned to the manor, he first found a beautiful maid and vented for half an hour. After the anger in his heart had completely disappeared, he sat back in his chair.

As a qualified nobleman, he was too aware that anger would bring fatal errors to his judgment, so he kept himself awake before deciding on an important thing.

Everyone has different methods of sobriety. Some people like to wash their faces with ice water, some people like to eat a lot, and Billy prefers to vent their desires.

Without desire, he can maintain absolute sanity for at least half an hour.

He even gave himself a name for this time.

Sage time.

Regarding Archbishop Celia, the situation of Claire and others has been in his mind. He felt he began to figure out what the two men would do when they formed an alliance.

Then the mind suddenly freezes on a person.

The handsome mercenary was a bit ridiculous.

I don't know why, Billy treats this person very displeased, and even in this discomfort, he can even feel a little bit jealous.

"Kill him first."

Billy suddenly came up with such a thought, even for reasons he had found himself good.

Lord Celia seems to value this man, and this man may even be her male pet. Killing him should lead the archbishop into a state of madness.

Many people are afraid of the enemy becoming crazy, but Billy doesn't think so. He felt that a crazy enemy was not terrible, and it was even easy to find the other's weakness.

Billy now wanted to see Bishop Celia go crazy, and as long as she became mad, the alliance with the Marquis of Claire would be dead. .

Shaking the bell, he asked the housekeeper to come in and issued several orders, one of which was to find a way to assassinate the mercenary.

Beta continued to hang out in the street, and in the evening, when he felt like he was being watched, he deliberately walked to a less remote place.

Two hours later, Beta returned to the church. Claire was still in the church and was chatting with Monica happily, and Monica responded one by one.

It seems boring.

Then he saw Beta coming in, and his eyes suddenly lighted up. He jumped up and ran over again and asked, "Where did you go all afternoon, and you don't come back for dinner?"

"Killed a few people," Beta said lightly.

Claire's heart burst into a sudden. He just seemed to see the immense murderousness of Beta, but then disappeared in an instant, as if it was just an illusion.

Monica felt normal. She had investigated Beta before and knew that the man was not a kind-hearted person. It seemed that the death of millions of people in the Sanctuary of Light had an indirect relationship with him.

It is not unusual for such a person to have exaggerated murder.

"What people killed?" Monica asked with interest.

"Several assassins seem to be directed at me." Beta thought for a while and said, "I will continue to go out tomorrow to seduce the enemies against me, kill them one by one, indirectly weakening Billy's strength."

"Manned by Billy?" Claire was a little surprised.

"Who else besides him. Don't think about it."

Monica turned to Claire at this time and said, "Master Marquis, I'm very sorry, our church is concerned, and we will have a chance to talk again in the future."

Claire wanted to say that I would stay, but he knew that he could n’t eat hot tofu, and said, "Okay, then I'll go back first. But I don't have a lot of guards, can you let me mercenary friend, **** A trip for me? "

Monica frowned.

Beta smiled. "Okay."

Beta and Claire then left the church together. The two sat in the carriage, relatively speechless, and only heard the sound of the wagon wheel turning.

About ten minutes later, Claire couldn't help breaking the quiet air. Although he was very calm, he still had some panic in his eyes: "Her mercenary, what is your relationship with Ms. Celia?"

"Employees and hired people," Beta answered blankly.

Claire's nervous expression relaxed slightly: "I don't know what kind of hobby your Excellency has?"

"That's a lot, but the gold coin is my favorite." Beta lied casually.

Claire smiled and said hurriedly: "In this case, how about I give ten gold coins and hire you for a month to protect me?"

Beta saw the young man's mind clearly, and a helpless smile appeared on her face: "Do you know how much gold Monica would cost me to spend a month?"

"How many?"

"Fifty gold coins a month." Beta chuckled and laughed: "Also at the beginning of each month, I was afraid I would not be satisfied and would not stay in the church again."

Claire's mouth widened: "It's impossible ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ even the magic master, that's the price. Do you think your role is bigger than a magic master?"

"Of course I can't compare with the Master of Magic." Beta smiled a little bit badly: "But as long as Ms. Celia thinks I'm worth the price."

"It's not reasonable."

Claire, returning to his estate, was lost in confusion. In his opinion, it is quite a fool's act to pay ten gold coins a month for a mercenary.

Monica actually gave out fifty gold coins a month.

In the heyday of the Marquis House, when his father had not died, the income from one month was reduced by various miscellaneous expenses, that is, more than fifty gold coins.

Now, the net profit of the entire Marquis Mansion is less than thirty gold coins per month. He is willing to take out ten gold coins every month to hire a person, which is already a major bleeding.

Unexpectedly, Ms. Celia's handwriting was bigger.

Where did she get so much money!